"A person who will kill you all."
Luo Qingchen's figure appeared behind another Demonic Cultivator as if by teleportation.
He reached out and simply pressed his hand on that Demonic Cultivator's head.
"Devour."
Gray Chaotic Power surged out from his palm.
"Ah!"
The piercing scream resounded through the clouds.
The body of the Demonic Cultivator shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Demonic Qi, vitality, Divine Soul within him, everything was completely devoured by the Chaotic Power.
Finally, he turned into a dried corpse, falling from the sky.
The remaining two Golden Core Initial Realm Demonic Cultivators, upon seeing this scene, were utterly broken.
They gave up resistance, knelt on the ground, and desperately kowtowed for mercy.
"Spare us, my lord! Spare us!"
"We were forced! It was the leader who forced us to come!"
"We beg you to spare us! We are willing to serve you like oxen or horses!"
Luo Qingchen's face showed no expression.
